Fireworks @ MindSay

today was delightful. sort of. this morning i went with my friend jill to try and find her new house but it took us forever and we took a wrong turn and ended up way far away from where we were suppose to be. we found it eventually and it was fun. then when i got home, i set off a bunch of firecrackers with my younger brother and sister. one went off in my hand (an M150) and now i have nasty looking blisters. i also got a blister on my thumb from using the lighter so many times in a row. my hands look disgusting.

           then jill took me downtown to the community carnival and it was crowded. we didn't go on any rides because they were all stupid. then on out way out of the parking lot, jill scraped up against some guy's car and she was nice about it and gave her info and stuff, but the guy's girlfriend started saying shit like "bitch, learn to drive, you fucking retard" which pissed me off alot because it's disrespecting my friend. so i got out and asked her nicely to appoligize because it was unneccesary for her to say that but she just said "fuck you, too! she needs to learn to drive!" so i was like "can you even drive?" and she said she was almost old enough to get her license so i told her she has no right to say that if she can't even drive. so she bitched at me more and i told her that if she kept this going, i might hit her and then she stopped because she's a pussy little preppy girl out past her bedtime. i didn't even swear at her at all, i was calm, everyone was calm but her. even the guy whos car got scratched was cool about it.

 

so today was a nice distraction from everything that sucks. i have to visit my brother in jail tomorrow.

Dixie currently feels:

Explosive

 

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White rabbits!

 

Yeah... That's supposed to bring good luck if it's the first thing you say on the first day of a month.

I don't know if it applies to specific months, or one specific month...

 

March is the month with my favourite month name.

I mean, how cool does it sound?

 

MARCH.

 

Although, white rabbits was not the first thing I said today.

The first thing I said today was:

 

"...And we'll get your ears through."

 

 

You're probably thinking: "...WTF MATE."

Well, that's what I said to Gina as I was putting her collar on.

 

She doesn't wear a collar in the house - she only wears it when she's outside or on a lead.

She has big floppy ears, and they'd gotten trapped underneath her collar.

I said that to her gently as I tried to free them.

 

 

 

This is Gina - laid on my parents' bed.

 

She was laid on my bed earlier, when I was cleaning my room. Cheeky cow.

 

Gina isn't our pet - she belongs to a friend of my parents.

They're away in India, so we're looking after her - as we often do when they go away.

 

When we do look after her though, she doesn't eat anything for the first day or two - but once she's accustomed herself to the surroundings, she'll eat something we put down for her.

If we let her eat anything from our hand, or from a plate on the floor - she'll be sick.

 

My parents took her to my nan's earlier - and apparently she was sick on her rug.

 

We were looking after Gina in Christmas of 2006 - and we'd put down a plate of turkey for her.

She ate it as fast as is actually possible - walked about four metres, then chucked it straight back up infront of the front door.

 

It didn't look much different to what it looked like before she'd eaten it.

 

 

When both of my parents are at work, I take Gina for a whizz on the field behind our house.

I've been asked by two of my friends why she squats to pee.

 

Quite simply - because she's a girl.

If you didn't know that - female dogs, or bitches - don't cock their leg to pee.

It's just like us female humans, we don't have a penis to direct our urine spray, so we have to sit or squat.

 

Whizzing in a forest is the worst for a girl - if you ever have to pee behind a tree or a bush in an emergency resort - you have to keep your balance, make sure you don't dall down with your arse in a pile of leaves and dirt - and you have to hold your trousers and pants back, to make sure you don't pee on them.

It's also a common accident to pee on one's shoes.

 

So boys - spare a thought for the females, who cannot aim their yellow expulsion.

 

I liked looking at the snow once Gina had whizzed on it when I took her for a walk on the snow-covered field last year - with a former friend of mine.

 

It was difficult for us both to stand up on the icy pathways, and I was suprised that Gina actually wanted to stay out in such weather - she doesn't like rain, wind, or fireworks.

 

I sat with her one night on bonfire night when we were all around my mam's friend's house for a party.

I was a little afraid myself - mainly because Gina kept looking like she wanted to bite me, although I just wanted to help.

 

 

 

 

Here's an extreme close-up.

- Taken by Adam, this afternoon.

 

Unless you really dislike dogs, I bet you can't stare into her eyes and not say "Awww!"

 

Go on. Try it.

Dixie dares you. :P

 

 

 

Went to the fireworks with two of my girlfriends. I don't know why, but I was kind of wacky and hyper most of the time. Fortunately, these are friends from high school, who are far more accustomed to me being wacky and hyper. I didn't really start to settle down until a good ways into college.

It's kind of nice to have all three of us girls. There were far more in the group, but we've rather gone our separate ways. lilr and I are the only ones still in town, and Rose has always had a good relationship with lilr even after we all graduated.

We snarfed the blanket my family brought. I was trying to identify the different Sousa marches the band was playing (and being proud of Knuter, watching him with a grin now and again*), Rose and I got into 'wrestling' matches (more accurately, shoulder-bumps that quickly degraded into tickling), lilr's always amused by us.

_{*I have come to the conclusion that I have a choice in this matter. Knuter's always going to be doing cool stuff. Since taking great pains to avoid him seems a little silly, I can either see him doing cool stuff, and focus on how much I miss him and how great it was when we were together and that's no longer the case - or I can just grin and be proud of him.
-(He actually doesn't often voice pride in being a part of this particular band)}


During fireworks, Rose declared perhaps seven times, "Oooh! That's my favorite!" We talked about our plans for life, when we all want to get married (lilr already is, Rose doesn't want to for years, and I'm not calling anything on it, though I'd like to have my degree first), something very cool Rose and I are doing after college, places we want to go, why we are the way we are, categorizing Rose in a very silly fashion. Just being with the girls, laughing so hard sometimes we can't see the sky stars.

There's a happy ache when I'm there. I wish I'd spent more time on these relationships, and I'm delighted that I can be with them now.